Book One-Chapter Six

My Amnesic Boyfriend Slams Into Me While Singing The Hallelujah Chorus




"Let's begin," the old man who I now knew as 'Dumbly-dore' said gravely.
I raised my eyebrows. "Begin what? Begin flying? Begin writing check marks on people's foreheads? Be specific!"
I heard the gangly boy with flaming red hair mutter to the boy with glasses, "I like 'em feisty!"
I glared at him, and put up my fists, feeling satisfied when he held up his hands in surrender.
Dumbly-dore didn't seem to be aware of what just happened. "I don't expect any of you to remember what I said tonight, so I will dismiss you with a couple of words that will keep you awake for many nights."
All the demigods looked at him skeptically. I think I was the only one who was feeling clammy.
Dumbly-dore contunued, "Apophis and Voldemort are being recruited by Porphyrion and his giants.
He waited for a reaction. Travis muttered, "Cricket, cricket.
Thalia silently stepped on his foot.
"Tthat really hurt, Thalia, you shouldn't do that, bad girl, very bad girl.
Thalia punched him in the nose, and it started bleeding. Everyone took one step away from Travis: "Ketchup's coming from my nose! Nooooo!"
Dumbly-dore frowned. "Very well. I can see that you are not very awake, so I will continue this in the morning. Meet me in myu office at 10:00."
Slowly, that absent-minded boy who cahnged Jason into a matchbox raised his hand and squeaked, "What about me?"
This time, McGonagall spoke. "You will come to my class, and work on turning goblets into matchboxes. I will make sure to bring some protective gear.
Dumbly-dore nodded at McGonagall. "I'm sure the knight in front of my office will do... Anyone care for a lemon drop? It helps you sleep better."
Travis covered his mouth, bit I could still hear him whisper, "Awkward silence."
We stood looking at Dumbly-dore apprehensively.
Suddenly, we heard the sound of breaking glass cracking open. Someone screamed like a girl, and it seemed like there was also an old lady singing the Hallelujah Chorus.
I was knocked flat on the floor. Then, I looked up.
"Percy?"

Book One-Chapter Five

Me and My Broomstick Sing in Perfect Harmony

I was having the best time of my life. Fresh cold air that would make my nose fall off if I stayed outside any longer? Awesome.

That charming old broomstick who was singing ‘We’re All in a Yellow Submarine’, and the fact that I was in Jupiter/Zeus’s domain? Wonderful.

As soon as the broomstick sensed my distress, it started to ‘sing’ (more like croak) a lullaby. I don’t think it worked too well.

Surprisingly, no lightning bolts zapped me or came shooting towards me.

It was like I had my own personal shield. I doubted that it was the broomstick.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was going through a wall of water. Energy flowed into me and my sore backside. Everything moved in slow motion.

Once we passed through, I was in a completely different place.

Instead of an abandoned old shack, there was a magnificent castle in sight. Just as I was enjoying the breeze, the broomstick went ballistic. It started making random somersaults and believe me, I have never been on a roller coaster.

The broomstick also started rapidly singing meaningless songs, and out of all the music there was in the world, it had to be the Hallelujah Chorus.

A really big window (how descriptive of me) came zooming in view, and… I crashed through it. I’ve never felt this experience before either. So, I did everything in my power: I screamed. (If my Roman friends ever saw this, they would murder me.)

Me and the broomstick probably sounded awesome together.

I hurtled through the now broken window and immediately slammed into someone. I looked up in a daze. “Annabeth?”

Book 1-Chapter 4

My Amnesic Boyfriend Slams Into Me While Saying Hallelujah

“Let’s begin,” the old man whom I now knew as Dumbledore said gravely. I raised my eyebrows. “Begin what? Begin flying? Begin doing random jumping jacks? Begin writing big red check marks on people’s foreheads? Be specific!”

I heard the gangly boy with red hair mutter to the boy in glasses, “I like ‘em feisty!”

I glared at him and put my fists up, feeling satisfied when he held up is hands in surrender.

Dumbledore didn’t seem to be aware of what just happened. “I don’t expect any of you to remember what I said tonight, so I will dismiss you with a couple of words that will keep you awake for many nights.”

All the demigods looked at him skeptically. I think I was the only one who was feeling clammy.

Dumbledore continued. “Voldemort and Apophis are being recruited by Porphyrion and his giants.”

He waited for a reaction. Travis muttered, “Cricket, cricket.”

Thalia silently stepped on his foot.

“That really hurt, Thalia, you shouldn’t do that, bad girl, very bad girl.”

Thalia punched him in the nose, and it started bleeding. Everyone took one step away from Travis: “Ketchup’s coming from my nose! Noooo!”

Dumbledore frowned. “Very well. I can see that you are not awake, so I will continue this in the morning. Meet me in my office at 10:00 a.m.”

Slowly, that absent-minded boy who changed Jason into a matchbox raised his hand and squeaked, “What about me?”

This time, McGonagall answered. “You will come to my class, and work on turning goblets into matchboxes. I will make sure to bring some protective gear.”

Dumbledore nodded at her. “I’m sure the knight in front of my office will do… Anyone care for a lemon drop? They help you sleep.”

Travis covered his mouth, but I heard him whisper, “Awkward silence.”

We stood looking at Dumbledore apprehensively. Suddenly, we heard the sound of glass cracking open. Someone screamed like a girl, and it seemed like an old lady was singing the Hallelujah Chorus.

I was knocked flat on the floor. Then, I looked up. “Percy?”

THIS IS NOT A

You might wanna know this:

Kronos, Cronos, Cronus = Saturn

Tarturus = Teritus

Set = Seth

Porphyrion = [Well, it's also a planet--er--moon orbiting Saturn (no, no, no, not the mythology one, the science one), hence, the name]

Mimas = Very bad giant

Alcyoneus = Another very bad giant

Aloadae = Two twin giants that imprisoned Ares

Polybotes = Another another another very bad giant

Alpos = A Silician giant that was slain by Camp Half-Blood's director (can you imagine????).

Anax = Lydian giant, probably related to the Lydian drakon

Asterius = Asterious

Cacus, Kakos = Fire-breathing giant (like Enceladus) slain by Hercules/Heracles

Elatreus = Another another another another very bad giant that was slain by Apollo/Phoebus Apollo/Apollo*
*Romans also called him that.

-Person 11

Book 1-Chapter 3

I Finally Get that Laptop I Wished For


Percy


          “AHHH!!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. I was being dragged into Tar-- Teritus by Kro-- Saturn. And yes, I do know that Saturn is dead.
        All right, back to my doom. As I said, I was falling into an endless pit of darkness. As you know, I was trying to resist him... by holding to handfuls of gravel, hoping that gravity would do its work. To my surprise, gravity was not the supreme force of the universe. Guess what happened next? I fell into the death pit.
          When I was falling down, I felt like Alice in Wonderland. A bunch of random stuff was falling past me and bonking me on the head, like a flying pig. (Yes! I’ll finally get that laptop!)
          Finally, I landed on my bed in the Roman camp. For no apparent reason, I walked to my door and opened it. Somehow, it magically turned into a window. There was also a broomstick flying in front of it. Wait, a flying broomstick? My mom must be really mad at me. Anyways, I leaned forward and fell onto the broomstick. Then, I woke up, tangled in my bedsheets. I squirmed out of my covers. Once I got out, I looked down. No wonder it took forever to get out of my sheets.
          I was wearing a traveling jacket and jeans, and new Nike sneakers that I never knew existed.
          I self-consciously patted my head and realized that I was wearing a baseball cap.
          I frowned, seeing the Mets logo. I took a Sharpie and crossed it out.
          To my surprise, the Mets logo disappeared, and the baseball cap turned into a regular cap.
          I took a step forward and fell flat on my face.I had tripped on something bulky. It turned out to be a backpack.  Inside, there was all the stuff I needed for a long trip.
          I picked it up, and slung it over my shoulder.
          Remembering my dream, I walked towards my window, and as I expected, there was a flying broomstick, waving for me. I silently jumped on it, and the broomstick lifted me into the air, and flew into the dark night.